06/20/2026
🌈 Agoraphobia Journal
Today I did something that past versions of me couldn’t quite manage.
I’ve signed up for Pride events before, but fear always found a way to keep me home. Sometimes it was anxiety. Sometimes it was the stories my brain told me about everything that could go wrong.
But today, I showed up.
And I’m really glad I did.
What stood out most wasn’t the crowds or the event itself. It was watching people accept one another simply because they wanted to. No conditions. No explanations. Just kindness, community, and people being allowed to be themselves.
Sure, there were protesters. There always seem to be people who want to take up space with negativity. But they weren’t the story today.
The story today is that I went.
The story today is that fear didn’t get the final vote.
And for that, I’m proud of myself. 🖤